Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1330

Madelyn sat in the back row of the lecture hall at Howdy University. She was engrossed in her calligraphy, waiting patiently for Mason to finish his class.

When Sadie walked in through the back door, she quickly spotted Madelyn. She decided to approach her, eager to catch up and learn about Helen's recent situation.

As she drew near, her attention was captivated by the stunning calligraphy piece on Madelyn's desk. Titled "A Moonlit Night on the Spring River", it showcased Iris' distinctive Copperplate script.

Each letter was a work of art, so meticulously formed that it could easily be mistaken for a print. Yet it was undoubtedly handwritten on a simple sheet of paper.

Who would have thought that Madelyn, who wasn't even part of the Calligraphy Association, would know someone capable of writing with such precision?

Suddenly, it struck Sadie—"A Moonlit Night on the Spring River" was the exact theme of the finals in the recent calligraphy competition organized by the local association.

If she could get her hands on that piece and practice with it, she might actually have a chance at winning the championship.

With this thought racing through her mind, Sadie felt a surge of excitement. Regaining her composure, she gently tapped Madelyn on the shoulder.

Thinking it was Mason, Madelyn turned with a smile, but her expression quickly shifted to a frown upon realizing it was Sadie.

Despite Sadie's consistent politeness, Madelyn couldn't shake the feeling that there was something about her that remained elusive.

"Hi, Ms. Fletcher," Madelyn greeted with an awkward nod. "Can I help you?"

"It's nothing serious—Mason took a classmate who fainted from heatstroke to the infirmary. He asked if you could bring him some money," Sadie replied, keeping her expression serious.

"What? A heatstroke? Is Mason alright?" Madelyn asked, her voice laced with concern.

"He's fine; he just forgot his wallet this morning and needs your help," Sadie said earnestly.

"What infirmary? I finished class early and came down to find you. What's going on?" Mason replied, looking puzzled.

"But Sadie just told me you needed me to—never mind. Now that you're done with class, let's grab something to eat. It'll get crowded soon, and we won't find a place to sit," Madelyn suggested, shifting her focus to Mason and pushing her concerns aside.

However, when they returned to the lecture hall to collect her things, Madelyn quickly noticed that Helen's calligraphy piece was gone.

She rummaged through every book, checked the desk drawer, and scanned the desks in front and behind her. Madelyn's frustration intensified as she realized it was nowhere to be found.

This was the second time she had lost something Helen had given her. Suddenly, a wave of guilt washed over her, and tears began to prick at her eyes.

"What's wrong? Why are your eyes red?" Mason asked gently, noticing her distress.

"The calligraphy piece that Helen made for me to practice is missing," Madelyn replied, her voice heavy with sadness.